Sad news. The contrarian journalist, pro-Iraq war polemicist, and outspoken atheist, Christopher Hitchens, has been diagnosed with cancer of the oesophagus. I disagree with him on most things, except Orwell and waterboarding (the first he approved of, the second he proved was dreadful). I wish him a full and speedy recovery. I had terrible problems with my oesophagus last year, but have managed to overcome most of those issues (for now, at least). This is more serious, but I can empathise - discomfort of the gullet is terrible, and can be terrifying.
When you open your mouth to speak, are you smart? A funny question from a great song, but also, a good one, when it comes to poets, and poetry. We tend to have a very ambiguous view of intelligence in poetry, one that I'd say is dysfunctional. Basically, it goes like this: once you are safely dead, it no longer matters how smart you were. For instance, Auden was smarter than Yeats , but most would still say Yeats is the finer poet; Eliot is clearly highly intelligent, but how much of Larkin 's work required a high IQ? Meanwhile, poets while alive tend to be celebrated if they are deemed intelligent: Anne Carson, Geoffrey Hill , and Jorie Graham , are all, clearly, very intelligent people, aside from their work as poets. But who reads Marianne Moore now, or Robert Lowell , smart poets? Or, Pound ? How smart could Pound be with his madcap views? Less intelligent poets are often more popular. John Betjeman was not a very smart poet, per se. What do I mean by smart?
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